Who was I? That question pops in my head almost every day. I'm turning 22 next month, and after 22 years of my life, I still don't know the answer. I was going through so many stages in my life. I was a happy kid, but when years were passing, I loose so many people who mean the world to me. And the thing that really makes me who I'm now is that I was bullied, for 9 years at school. Since first grade. Crying my eyes out every day, cause I wasn't pretty enough, smart enough, rich enough or slim enough. It makes me think that I'm basically not enough. That I would never find love, friends, happiness. I lost hope that I would ever be a normal teenager. I never went to any parties, birthdays, cause no one wanted to invite me. But those days are gone and faaar behind me.
Who am I now? I'm almost 22 years old woman, who knows what she is capable of. I know my own worth, and no one can make me feel different, cause I know better. I'm in college, doing what I love. I found the love of my life and I never even thought that was possible for me. And confident, and I always say what I think. And I know that some people will not like it. But you know what? Screw them. I'm a feminist and know my worth, and no one, not any woman, not any man can tell me that I'm worthless, ugly, stupid and poor, cause I will not believe them. They don't know me.
Who am I now? I'm almost 22 years old woman, who knows what she is capable of. I know my own worth, and no one can make me feel different, cause I know better. I'm in college, doing what I love. I found the love of my life and I never even thought that was possible for me. And confident, and I always say what I think. And I know that some people will not like it. But you know what? Screw them. I'm a feminist and know my worth, and no one, not any woman, not any man can tell me that I'm worthless, ugly, stupid and poor, cause I will not believe them. They don't know me.
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